Most members outgrow the need for their blankies at some point, but still they play an important role in comfort & soothing during the early years.
It started with Callie. I made her a cute little blankie out of flannel with delicate little flowers on it and pink satin binding. It was small so that she could hold in her hands and throw it over her face while she slept. Perfect for not smothering, perfect for peek-a-boo, perfect for tiny hands.
Hannah's blankie was cream with little bunnies. I say was because now all that is left is the binding. It was literally loved to pieces.
Jacob's blankie debuted too late -- by the time it was introduced he was already attached to his burp cloths.
I never even made a blankie for Drew - he latched right on to those burp cloths and so why bother?
Hannah made Camden's blankie under my tutelage: train fabric & red binding. Who knew he'd be such a train-lover? (Of course, puppies or horses would have been equally delightful to him).
And now, a pictorial documentation of the many ways to love a blankie, representative of all of our blankie-loving years.
The super-hero cape (or princess cape, for the girls)
the waiter
the wad
which must then be stuffed into a small place.
A hat works well. Other favorite stuffing locations from our family history: backpacks, the toy picnic basket, boots, slippers, behind couch cushions (a common place where Camden's is found) and the little drawer under the child-sized rocking chair.
My favorite: hug it real tight, along with the favorite stuffed animal.
Blankies make a really good sweat towel.
You know there is true sibling love when the blankie-lover is willing to share.
When that is over, tug-of-war works, too.
Thanks to Aunt Mary, Emmie has a blankie now, too. We went purple & minky this time. Emmie loves it. As seen above, she has pioneered a new use for the blankie: it's good to suck on!
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